Thanksgiving Dinner

[sharp_as_knives]

With as much prep done as possible the day before, Hannibal...was still up plenty early, due to both inclination and all the food still left to cook. He believed in doing everything right, and he also believed that the host should not spend their entire party in the kitchen.

So, with Sparkle's help, by early afternoon everything was done and being kept warm or cold, only the final just-before-plating flourishes left, and he was relaxing with a nice glass of mulled wine, ready for the guests.


[OOC: Open post! OCD up! Have at! If your character would be here but you'll be afk, feel free to just ping in an intro! SP is love!]

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Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"I'll do my best. That's a big responsibility," Hannibal answered, grinning. "How have you been?"

Any more relaxed since your weekend out?

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

Hahahahahahaha!

//Busy, though that's really nothing new,// Jono replied with a shrug of his shoulders. //Today's a welcome break, a few days earlier than usual. I certainly can't complain about that. And yourself?//

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Sigh. Ah, Jono.

"Also busy. Most of which will be quite apparent this evening." Most of it. "The good sort of busy, though."

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//As opposed to my necessary sort of busy, which isn't quite good, but you won't hear me complain about it, either.//

At least, not unless somebody got him very drunk, first.

//I must say, though, looking at your appetizers, I'm looking forward to seeing what you've got planned for the rest of the meal.//

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"The gravy is made from lager," Hannibal confided, amused. "And I do hope you'll share the taste of whatever you like."

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//Happily,// Jono replied, blinking. //Now that you've told me that, I'm going to be poking people to try more turkey for the rest of the day, you know.//

Because lager. Lager.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal laughed. "There are plenty of other things to try as well. Where would you like to start?"

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//Well, there's a good question,// Jono replied, looking toward the appetizers. //I don't know what half of those things are. What do you recommend?//

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"All of it, naturally," Hannibal answered, smiling. "But you might enjoy the mushrooms the most."

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//Th'mushrooms, hm? Well, if you think I will, I'm going to have to try them, aren't I? If you don't mind, naturally. What's your favourite, might I ask?//

Some of Hannibal's favourite dishes were simply to die for, Jono.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"I never cook anything I wouldn't eat," Hannibal answered as he picked up a mushroom. "You can't ask me to choose a favorite, though; that would be like asking you which song was your favorite. They all have their appeal."

He held up the mushroom. "Crimini, with garlic and pancetta."

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//Fair enough, no favourites,// Jono replied, amused. //Pancetta... that's a sort of bacon, isn't it?//

He knew some things about food. Ish.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"Very similar, yes. It's cured, but not smoked."

You were going to learn even more about food, if Hannibal had a say, Jono!

For now, though, he bit delicately into the mushroom, savoring the flavors.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

Jono couldn't even argue that there wasn't any point learning if he couldn't appreciate the food, these days. It figured, really, people were going to make his favourite pastime - complaining - more difficult by being bloody helpful all of the time.

//Right, so the difference in tas--oh.//

Jono didn't get to taste things like this very often at all. Sure, there was plenty of great food in Kaeleer, but at the end of the day, more often than not, Jono was far more inclined to go into hiding, rather than head into the dining room and use his powers to do something like taste.

Even taste got tiring, after using his powers all day. So today, this was quite the treat.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal was evil like that - he was just too helpful!

And also enjoyed the unrestrained appreciation Jono always showed to his food. He really was going to have to share his favorite dish some time.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

Rabbit?

Jono waited until the flavours faded before looking up at Hannibal again.

//You know, sometimes I think to myself, 'Maybe this time, I'll actually be able to sit through a tasting of one of Hannibal's dishes without stopping mid-sentence and looking like a complete arse,'// he shared. //And then I taste one of your dishes, and it reminds me just what a stupid thought that actually is.//

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Definitely rabbit! Or maybe pig.

Hannibal chuckled. "I never mind; it's quite a compliment. What would you like to try next?"

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

Well, Jonothon wasn't going to worry about it too much if Hannibal took it as a compliment. At least his mindset wasn't down around the 'says the man who's been spitting fireworks for years on end' end of the spectrum whenever Jono had something good to say about the cooking.

//I'm intrigued by the... is that potato? The things with the salmon on them,// he noted, nodding toward them. //They look like they've got an interesting assortment of flavours at work, there.//

Also, caviar. Huh.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"Fried potato," Hannibal confirmed. "Not greasy." Because that argument would never not be amusing.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//You know, I'm never going to understand how anyone manages to fry potato and not have it greasy,// Jono proclaimed. //It's as though you're bending nature's laws just making this dish, mate.//

He had no doubt it would be delicious.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

"A chef's secret," Hannibal answered. "Passed down through many years."

Which he'd be happy to demonstrate by eating a bit.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

Jono was silent for a few moments more, because he needed to find a chair an park his butt in it before his knees could give out. THAT WAS CHEATING. SMOKED SALMON WAS CHEATING. EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT FOOD WAS CHEATING.

//Hnn. No fair, mate. I don't know what you laced that with, but it's divine. And probably bloody addictive. Is it popular on the black market?//

Praise, Starsmore style.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal really was a rotten cheater. "Only the caviar," he answered equably.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[furnaceface]

//I wouldn't doubt it,// Jono decided, holding up one hand in a gesture for Hannibal to wait a moment. //I need a few seconds to process before you take another bite, unless you're aiming to see me rolling around on the floor.//

Or reacting to sensory overload in far more interesting, if dinner inappropriate ways.

Re: Arrive and greet your host!

[sharp_as_knives]

Tempting as that was - and the glint in Hannibal's eyes probably gave that away - he held off as requested. "I should have expected it would be the fish and fried potatoes that would do you in."